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Dwayne Manifesto
01:57
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Chorus:
We are all Dwayne and we play very loud
our singer can't sing but yet we are proud
the guitar is thumpin', bass and drums too
somethin' some-somethin' nah nah nah fuck you!
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Fluffy Puppy Tie
01:55
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I got a new look that I took from every out of date fashion book
look at me sporting neon bell bottoms and this shirt is completely possom
bit you still won't look at me cause there's other folks in our company,
you say that we're really good friends well I guess that really just depends
Chorus:
We're such good friends I'm your last option (look at me)
left me for everyone in boston (look at me)
Why did you put me on the shelf (look at me)
Why don't you go fuck yourself (look at me)
Now I'll wear white everyday or a shirt that's a collage of Tina Fey
I'm so self important, yeah, for sure, cause I've been here for you all year
Chorus:
We're such good friends I'm your last option (look at me)
left me for everyone in boston (look at me)
Why did you put me on the shelf (look at me)
Why don't you go fuck yourself (look at me)
You're sitting next to me I'm sitting next to a wall (come one why won't you look at me)
Now I'm wearing all the clothes I got for next fall (come one why won't you look at me)
What I got to do, wear a fluffy puppy tie? (come one why won't you look at me)
All I got for you is this last goodbye (come on why won't you... fuck it)
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Wonderbread
02:39
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Wake up at 7 get my mom to tie my shoes
whine and whine about how I don't want to go to school
I'd come home and watch the tube
eat baked beans and play, the game cube
Chorus:
I'd eat wonderbread as I watched blues clues
Now I eat it just to soak up the booze
Puke up my child hood on my toilet seat
One day I'll make the grown up switch to whole wheat
eat candy after candy, until I was sick
go out night after night, until I am sick
I spoke a lot without any kind of filter
I smoke a lot without any kind of filter
Chorus:
I'd eat wonderbread as I watched blues clues
Now I eat it just to soak up the booze
Puke up my child hood on my toilet seat
One day I'll make the grown up switch to whole wheat
Wonderbread and wonder years spread jelly and jam over all my fears
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Pocket
02:04
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Hardest thing I ever did do is get a pick out of my pocket
hardest thing I ever could do is get a pick out of my pocket
and if you've not tried it, I would not nock it, because
you have never seen the sick shit that lives inside my pocket
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Where's the Loud at?
03:07
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7. |
Boston Comrades
04:27
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Yellow Sail
03:10
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I want to take the wheels off my skateboard
I'd go to the water and climb aboard,
grab an umbrella, call it my sail
wind pulling me forward I'll leave wakes as my trail
where I am going I don't need a compass, my regrets and fears, a balanced breakfast
fuck all the cars and the trains that are wailing,
and so long my friends I am going sailing
Chorus:
cause I get lost in my own mind (cause I can't commit to reality)
and I win from time time (but my boat will crash in my foes debris)
I will swim down to the bottom (where I'll make friends with the big blue whales)
I will be forgotten (all that is left is my yellow sail)
There I was at the bottom of the ocean
my hands and feet, lost in motion
there was a fish I told him of the land
but he didn't care
but I understand
He'd be dead, if he was there, but still I was hurt
I wish he had cared
but it's alright, because that night I grew some gills and was no longer scared
Chorus:
cause I get lost in my own mind (cause I can't commit to reality)
and I win from time time (but my boat will crash in my foes debris)
I will swim down to the bottom (where I'll make friends with the big blue whales)
I will be forgotten (all that is left is my yellow sail)
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Dwayne And the Rock Hard Johnsons Tempe, Arizona
Ben "Diva Dwayne" Schifano - Vocals
Max "Main Dwayne" Mulmed - Drums
Dean "Papa Dwayne" Simpson - Guitar
HOWDY Y'ALL
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